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1. |
Attempted Love Song
03:46
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I was sittin’ around I was kickin’ about
Useless as always
Listenin’ to the radio
Hearin’ all the songs that go
Oh, oh oh oh,
A girl came on and she was singin’ strong
Bout that word called love
Figured it couldn’t be hard
And since I’m kind of a bard
I wanted to write you a love song
But I got so nervous and I
Wanted to write you a love song
But it all sounded stupid
Wanted to write you a love song that could stop all time
But I couldn’t write one long enough
I couldn’t keep it short enough
I couldn’t get it to rhyme
I tried to picture your face for some inspiration
But I just got side tracked
Tried to picture the days we spent so well
But then I called you to hang out
I tried to be poetic but it all turned out pathetic
The only words that would come out of my mouth were
La la la la la la la la la
All I could come up with was
La la la la la la la la
I wanted to write you a love song
But I got so nervous and I
Wanted to write you a love song
But it all sounded stupid
Wanted to write you a love song that could stop all time
But I couldn’t write one long enough
I couldn’t keep it short enough
I couldn’t get it to rhyme
I tried to describe the way I felt that day
We first made contact
Made up some metaphors
All about the way you
Made my heart soar
But it all sounded cliché and I didn’t wanna pay
Any homage, to Taylor Swift songs
Couldn’t even come up with a better melody than
G D C
And I wanted to write you a love song
But I got so nervous and I
Wanted to write you a love song
But it all sounded stupid
Wanted to write you a love song that could stop all time
But I couldn’t write one long enough
I couldn’t keep it short enough
I couldn’t get it to rhyme
All I could come up with was
La la la la la la la la la
All I could come up with was
La la la la la la la la
I’m still workin’ with
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
How do you feel about
La la la la la la la la la
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2. |
Charity
02:43
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Had a dream that I was young and dandelions weren’t weeds
And every ship I sent to sea always came back to me
Had a dream that I was young and words were just a maze
Plotted out in black and white across the pictures on the page
Charity’s been awful selfish lately
Joy is putting on a frown
Hope has cuts she will not answer for
Grace is slipping, tripping, over nothing at all
Had a dream that I was young and every game was fair
And every fit of laughter would do much better to breathe than air
Had a dream that I was young the birds could fly much higher
But I knew I could reach ‘em once I grew a little taller
Charity’s been awful selfish lately
Joy is putting on a frown
Hope has cuts she will not answer for
Grace is slipping, tripping, over nothing at all
But every day I wake up older
I’m no stronger for the change
And every day I wake up hoping
I’ve passed tomorrow
I’m heading on towards
Yesterday
Had a dream that I was young and monsters just had fangs
Didn’t hide their scales and hooks under dresses and bouquets
Had a dream that I was young the world stopped at my lawn
Life was just a page to be drawn on in every colour crayon
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3. |
Brake Lights
03:46
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Woke up this morning I still had your sweater
Helped me feel warmer in this changing weather
I thought about me and you
I thought about breakfast too
I thought about rewrites
I thought about brake lights
I thought about being impolite
Then I started singing
Oh oh oh oh oh it gets better
Oh oh oh oh oh don’t you go seeking shelter
Oh oh oh oh oh you’ll see
Life changes direction when you’re least paying attention
Drove up this morning I gave back your sweater
Left it their lonely folded up like all my letters
I thought about calling you
I thought about parking tickets too
I thought about regrets
I thought about school debts
I thought about going back to bed
Then I started singing
Oh oh oh oh oh it gets better
Oh oh oh oh oh don’t you go seeking shelter
Oh oh oh oh oh you’ll see
Life changes direction when you’re least paying attention
I thought about keeping score
I thought about fancy coats
I thought about dinosaurs
I thought about chasing smoke
Drove off this morning I left you your sweater
Hoped it would help you through this changing weather
Hoped you’d be singing
Oh oh oh oh oh it gets better
Oh oh oh oh oh don’t you go seeking shelter
Oh oh oh oh oh you’ll see
Life changes direction when you’re least paying attention
Oh oh oh oh oh it gets better
Oh oh oh oh oh don’t you go seeking shelter
Oh oh oh oh oh you’ll see
Life changes direction when you’re least paying attention
I thought about brake lights
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4. |
Imogene
03:40
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You were just another scribble
On the back of a notepad
He picked you up and told you you were
So much more than that
Had a role that you would fit right in
You weren’t eager to complain
High of borderlining sin but
He was just a friend
Who made up fairytales to justify his ends
He made it easy to pretend
While you were chasing brothers’ backs
He was facing fire for all his acts
I’ll bet he never told you that
Imogene
You never meant to cause a scene
Imogene
You never thought he’d make you cuss or scream
Well you could be a soldier or a welcome mat
If he just gave a glance
And you’d set fire to every treasure
If he was the one who gave you the match
Imogene
You called it love love love
Even if you weren’t his
Love love love
And he would
Love love love
To love you every way you
Couldn’t love
And you tried to understand his words
Look beyond to what they really meant
But no matter how you’d twist or bend
His words kept on stinging though he
Smiled with every one of his attacks
And all the while you smiled on back
Imogene
You never meant to cause a scene
Imogene
You never thought he’d make you cuss or scream but
In the walls you built yourself from
Promises and empty heads you
Made yourself a comfy bed
With pillows much too soft to hear the
Horses hooves as he went riding
Off off
Imogene
You never meant to cause a scene
Imogene
You thought his hands were oh so clean
Imogene
He went and tangled all your seams
Imogene
You never thought he’d make you cuss or scream
Imogene
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5. |
Green Eyes
03:22
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I wanna take a stupid picture we both pretend to hate
I wanna fight a losing battle for a cause neither one of us appreciates
Break a million tv sets
Tragic puppet shows with silhouettes
Make sure every room’s a mess
Forget every code and key
I wanna share secrets and share battle scars
Spits, spills, support and vcrs
Make everyday extraordinary
Carve it out of the mundane
And I don’t have blue eyes like you dreamed about
And I don’t have the type of hair you wanted
I don’t hypnotize like girls in magazines
But I’d still kind of love to love you
And if you don’t mind I would love it
If you could kinda love me too
I wanna cram a lifetime into every date
I wanna sail the world via google and champagne
Skip a class to see magic
Surf on buses though there’s room to sit
Make pillow forts we barely fit
Sing the wrong words to songs that haven’t been invented yet
I wanna write our names in the pavement
I wanna save your from all the dangers of
Society and apathy
From piety and sanity
Sobriety audacity and everything that’s meant to be
And I don’t have blue eyes like you dreamed about
And I don’t have the type of hair you wanted
I don’t hypnotize like girls in magazines
But I’d still kind of love to love you
And if you don’t mind I would love it
If you could kinda love me too
And I know that there are stormy clouds ahead
And I know that it’s a battle without end
And there are times when I’m a fool
Or you’re so accidentally cruel
But I think that I could trek it if you’d lend a hand
Even though
I don’t have blue eyes like you dreamed about
And I don’t have the type of hair you wanted
I don’t hypnotize like girls in magazines
But I’d still kind of love to love you
And if you don’t mind I would love it
If you could kinda love me too
Kinda love me too
Kinda love me too
I would kinda love it
Because I kinda love you
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6. |
Robert Quinn
03:48
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There’s a old pompous house
On the outside of town
Where the dirt matches well with the paint
Windows are broken
And words are not spoken
Tween tenant and postman and maid
And the man inside
Lives off remnants of pride
Back when he used to write
Before clouds came and poisoned his mind
Now he searches through ash trays for letters
That will hopefully help him remember
Who he was
He finds none
Poor Robert Quinn
Got lost in his cigarettes and gin
Forgot all of his words
So the world forgot all about him.
He was king of his art
Back when his mind was sharp
And his hair hadn’t started to grey
He got his fame
From his heroes and dames
And his stories that read like poetry
And he saw no end
To his talent or his fortune
Even when the lines blurred
He'd just blame it on living and liquor
Now he searches through ash trays for letters
That will hopefully help him remember
Who he was
He finds none
Poor Robert Quinn
Got lost in his cigarettes and gin
Forgot all of his words
So the world forgot all about him.
And poor Robert fell
Down to through the pages he’d slaved upon
Past demons and queens to oblivion
While his readers and peers grew so bored
Of his dazed eyes and lack of rapport
Til they shoved thoughts of him far away
Til he followed and that’s where he stays
Now he sits in his house
On the outside of town
With his eyes plastered to the tv
The pictures seem hazy
Through smoke and his brandy
But he can’t understand them anyway
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7. |
All That Remains
03:46
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It was after one,
And you were after something
Besides polite conversation
But we'd just had a fight
Cause I was trying too hard to hide
All of my affection
But I thought I should tell you I appreciate
The way you held my hand
And I thought I should tell you I appreciate
That it didn't seem to matter that I couldn't walk straight
We sat years away
While we looked years ahead
Trying to figure out each other's plan
Of attack
But after all once our bodies fall entwined it all seems insane
It's only moon beams
And sweet dreams
That remain.
It was getting late
When you rang my doorbell
And said that you'd lost direction
But I was still a mite
Infuriated with you
For not paying attention
But I thought I should tell you I appreciate
The way you groveled at my feet
And I thought I should tell you I appreciate
That you played the song we wrote at that bar we used to meet
We sat years away
While we looked years ahead
Trying to figure out if what we had was
Living or dead
But with the day washes away all imperfections
It's only moonbeams
And sweet dreams
That remain.
Oh there'll be fights
There'll be wars
We'll keep tabs and lists and scores
But at every harsh words core
We'll understand each other a little bit more
It was barely noon
When you woke me up with sweet
Egg and bacon perfume
I couldn't for my life
Remember what it was that had made me
So mad at you.
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8. |
The Garden
03:17
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The man in the moon asked me how do you do and we walked
With no light
The man in the moon asked me kid do you pray and I said
When I can
The man in the moon asked if I would stay up for the night
Figured it’d be, alright
But I fell asleep in his arms
Woke before dawn
On my own
So me and my man in the moon we prayed all that night
For some might
Me and my man in the moon we talked about life
And it’s strife
The man in the moon asked if I would stay up for the night
Figured it’d be, alright
But I fell asleep in his arms
Woke before dawn
On my own
The man in the moon told me that he couldn’t stay long
Soon he’d be gone
But I told my man in the moon that he would be missed
And we, kissed
The man in the moon asked if I would stay up for the night
Figured it’d be, alright
But I fell asleep in his arms
Woke before dawn
On my own
I fell asleep in his arms
Woke before dawn
On my own
I fell asleep in his arms
Woke before dawn
On my own
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9. |
Invasion
04:04
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I remember a time where I could flip through my mind without encountering strife
I remember a time where I could go for a drive without fear of my life
And I remember a time where I was totally fine with the state of my health
And I remember a time where I could have a glass of wine without fear of embarrassing myself
But then there was you
And I’m pretty sure I was there too
You really threw me a curve
When you invaded my world
With no more warning than hello
I took it as an offense
When you cleared every defense
Just to pull me into your undertow
And I told you time and time again I wasn’t worth this fire
And you told me time and time again that I was a liar
But it didn’t hurt oh no
We just watched each other’s flesh get burnt
I remember way back where I could say this or that without regret or trouble
I remember way back where I could safely pass every muddy puddle
And I remember way back where I could sit still in class without laughing fits
And I remember way back where I just took it as fact that everybody needed to be fixed
But then there was you
And I’m pretty sure I was there too
You really threw me a curve
When you invaded my world
With no more warning than hello
I took it as an offense
When you cleared every defense
Just to pull me into your undertow
And I told you time and time again I wasn’t worth this fire
And you told me time and time again that I was a liar
But it didn’t hurt oh no
We just watched each other’s flesh get burnt
But I’ve started learning
From this burning
That I’m still earning my stripes
And from this burning
I’ve started learning
That it belongs in a special place
To ravage, run and take up space
So keep it close and keep it safe
And keep it crazed
It’s a special kind of fire
So put more wood upon this pyre
And we’ll keep burning til we’re smoking signals shouting out
I remember a time where I would flip through my mind and bore myself to tears
And I remember a time where I would go for a drive and with only empty chairs
Then
You really threw me a curve
When you invaded my world
With no more warning than hello
I took it as an offense
When you cleared every defense
Just to pull me into your undertow
And I told you time and time again I wasn’t worth this fire
And you told me time and time again that I was a liar
But it didn’t hurt oh no
We just watched each other’s flesh get burnt
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Hello my dear
It’s been quite the year for you
Or so I was told
The big city swallowed you up
Tried to keep you tethered to my heart through facebook
But the black letters seemed so cold
Even when you told me I was beautiful
So goodbye my love
It’s been a long time coming
You’ve already moved on
But I thought you’d wanna be knowin
I’m doing fine
My health’s sublime
And I think my day is coming
So when I catch up
Promise we’ll catch up
And I can show you just how much
I’ve grown up
It’s been so long
Since I sang our song
But the notes just seem so hollow
Remember when
We said we’d still be friends
Be we so oft forget
Promises made under blankets
So goodbye my love
It’s been a long time coming
You’ve already moved on
But I thought you’d wanna be knowin
I’m doing fine
My health’s sublime
And I think my day is coming
So when I catch up
Promise we’ll catch up
And I can show you just how much
I’ve grown up
I’ve spent so many hours
Calculating miles
And how many steps it’d take
To get back in your arms
But I’m no fool I know that
Walking takes some time
And I might walk into
Another woman’s smile
So goodbye my love
It’s been a long time coming
You’ve already moved on
But I thought you’d wanna be knowin
I’m doing fine
My health’s sublime
And I think my day is coming
So when I catch up
Promise we’ll catch up
And I can show you just how much
I’ve grown up
Up
Ah
Oh, ah oh,
I’ve grown up
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Keats Conlon Windsor, Ontario
An upcoming singer/songwriter who takes after her poet namesake, Keats Conlon paints pictures in thin air and spills her heart to any audience she encounters. Alternately sweet and devastating, Keats' songs constantly challenge your assumptions as to what a woman can do with just her voice and a guitar. Prepare for delicate, playful, and visceral songs that you won't want to end. ... more
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